“Before we go to Buckingham Palace, we have to get some of those mince pies.”
“Ugh, do we have to?”
“Yes! We’re in London at Christmas. It’s, like, compulsory to try traditional British mince pies when you’re in London at this time of year.”
“Fine. But they sound gross. Who puts meat in sweet pies? Only the Brits.”
“They don’t have meat in them. The mincemeat is just fruit and stuff.”
“Really? So why do they call it mincemeat?”
“Beats me. They’re kind of weird over here. Look at that — ‘Freshly Baked Mince Pies’ — it’s, literally, a sign! I guess we’ll head into that café to try some.”
The café is dim and grimy and void of customers, but that doesn’t stop the American tourists. It’s all part of the authentic London experience, or so they think.